IT'S ALWAYS MONDAY
by Philip Vassallo 


Monday, September 10, 2001: a tasteless day.
You know the moment,
like the one when you wake up
hearing no difference between 
the bird singing at the window 
and the truck grinding trash, 

just  before opening your eyes,
the moment all you know
is the you you just had dreamt about
cannot be you, not really,
the dreams of someone else, perhaps,
but not the person you can be.

The moment stills you, soured from the night before 
by the always unkept promise of red and green, 
of stale wine, overcooked meat, and undercooked chatter:
unfed human minds with yours
the curdled cream rising to the top,
you say: a tasteless day.

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Copyright © 2003 by Philip Vassallo.

Phil Vassallo just completed his first collection of poems, "Like the Day I Was Born: 40 Poems of 40 Days," and a book "The Art of On-the-Job Writing." He is writing the screen version of his one-act play, "The Spelling Bee," for production later this year.

See what else we've published by Philip Vassallo.
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